Sunday, July 3, 2016

I should have been a cat


For years and years I had trouble sleeping, now, since a change of medication, just the opposite. I sleep an average of 11 hours a night and, whenever I can, sleep during the day as well. At the ripe old age of 73, I still haven't worked out how to live!

Sometimes I think it's because I do so much that I'm always tired. I don't know whether to just let myself sleep, or try to force myself to stay awake and keep going.

Recently I've been rivetted (riveted ?) to Radio 4 every night, with all the shenanigans in UK, and now, with yesterday's election here in Australia, we've got our own! Goodness me, politicians need to be thick-skinned! Why would anybody take it on?

Winifred, it would be so nice if you could pop in and try some of my homemade bread with a cuppa. You, too, Frank.

I now have a new computer, as the old one was wearing out. Philip has transferred my files over. He's magnified both the ordinary monitor and the big one I have, as my eye sight ain't what it used to be. My TV gave up the ghost, too, a couple of days ago and yesterday he bought me a new one and installed it for me. I'm still fighting a losing battle with emails - today's total is 2,843. (That's just the ordinary ones - not counting the social ones or the other ones, the name of which escapes me.)

1 comment:

frank said...

Thanks Diane, one of these days I'll pop in for that Cuppa and slice of home baked bread.